My rant book

My childhood

I was never really popular as a kid, I was kinda a loner but I was still happy. Then when I was in kindergarten or first grade my parents started fighting and in first grade they got a divorce. Since my brother wasn't and isn't that mature I a seven year old had to take the brunt of the damage. I was the one expected to be strong and so I was. I was always there if someone needed a shoulder to cry on even my parents. And yet, I wasn't given one in return. So I started bottling up my emotions. I figured if I didn't let the world see them they would just go away. They didn't, they haven't. And so I have never opened up because I think my emotions will be rejected again like they were. And now with the whole quarantine thing my depression is getting worse and so is my anxiety and I thought the walls I built were thick enough but they weren't because they're cracking and I don't know what to do. So if anyone knows anything that could help I would be very grateful.

Bye